Last week i was in an interesting event. My father asked me to film the celebration of 45 years from graduation of his class. Also they were making a homage to two class mates. The supreme court’s president and vice president from São Paulo. It’s a rare thing to have the two most important positions in law occupied by two people from the same class. No need to say my father was in law. He worked in the field as a lawyer for ten years but after he got some money he changed his focus to business. It was a really interesting event to be attended. A lot of joy from old friends created the mood but for someone from outside that sphere there was something more enchanting to notice. As they were celebrating 45 years of graduation most there would have 70 years or more. As one of the classmates mentioned in his speech “they are in the autunm of their carriers”. So there they were in the end of their race looking at each other. Trying to learn what happened with the others or maybe avoiding it. One could notice some got rich and some didn’t. Some got powerful and other didn’t. Some looked really old and others didn’t. Some were not there anymore. Many died. But who got what they were looking for in their carriers? Who was there with a strong fire in the eyes with no worries about how did the other go and satisfied with the journey? I can say it was impossible to say. If the richer were happier. If the better looking had a better life. I looked at that group and imagined my self in their positions. It kind of scares me. What will i think of my life when i’ve already lived it?